Hold On - Frerard *NOT CONTINUING*

Hold On - Frerard *NOT CONTINUING*

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Have you ever felt alone even though people all around you? Have you ever faked a smile to the people who usually or used to make you genuinely happy? Well, Gerard Way goes through this everyday. He has to deal with a drunk, abusive boyfriend. Gerard just wants the old Bert that he loved, but he will never be the same and it's damaging. It's hurting Gerard and Bert because Gerard takes care of Bert, but he feels so lonely and fucking depressed. Gerard just wants someone who will really love him and not have feelings for a few months then act like he fucking hates him and wants to kill him almost every moment of his life because of his asshole friends. Isn't that what Gerard deserves?
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Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these past three years of mundane nothingness have been the best three years of his life. Ten years ago, or so, Frank was in love with a boy called Gerard with fiery red hair and the personality of a switchblade knife, and ten years ago that boy called Gerard had killed himself. Frank still saw him though: hallucinations, as he knew them to be now, and it took him years in a hospital he never thought he'd get out of to convince himself of his newfound sanity, but he was okay now. Twenty eight year old Frank Iero had been officially 'okay' since he was twenty five. He hadn't seen Gerard again, and he didn't even think about the guy - he was just normal, and he was almost painfully content with being the secretary to someone with a five figure salary. But of course, on one fateful morning in December, that has to go and change, doesn't it? (Technically a sequel to Summertime, but I wouldn't say you need to have read Summertime to understand and enjoy this)

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